A good friend recently reached out to share a newfound lesson learned from gardening: sometimes patience really is a virtue. The foxgloves marching toward her front door above were planted as seeds, and she is stll somewhat stunned that they grew so marvelously to fill exactly the space she envisioned. This is a much different philosophy than is utilized by our apartment management, whose landscaping always involves bedding in full plants...

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We love the idea of planting seeds, hoping for the best, and sometimes being surprised, but suspect if we had an actual garden, the lure of instant gratification would be too hard to resist. For those of you who have outdoor spaces, which philosophy do you adhere to?